When all the songs
That I don't know tail off,
In the tart air
My last paper steamer will hum.
Goodbye, America, oh,
Where I have never been to.
Goodbye forever,
Take a banjo,
Play for me before parting.
La-la-la....
Your grated jeans
Became too small for me.
We have been taught for so long
To love your forbidden fruits.
Goodbye, America,
Where I will never be.
Will I hear a song
That I will remember forever?
Goodbye, America, oh,
Where I will never be.
Hear my song
Akin to the funeral peal.